Verse 1 There’s a breeze through the pine trees, sweet as holiday wine, Front porch lights are glowing, stringin’ joy on every line. Mama’s bakin’ cobbler, Daddy’s hummin’ Silent Night, And the fireflies twinkle like the stars are burnin’ bright. Chorus 1 ’Cause it’s Christmas in the South, where the nights are warm, Where the moon hangs low over fields of corn. We got mistletoe swayin’ from an old oak bough, Love feels easy, that’s the truth somehow— Yeah, it’s Christmas in the South right now. Verse 2 Kids are chasin’ laughter down a red clay country lane, Grandpa’s tellin’ stories while the skies threaten rain. We don’t need a snowfall for the magic to appear, Just a little porch music and the ones we hold near. Chorus 2 It’s Christmas in the South, where the sweet tea’s cold, Where we gather ’round the table with hearts of gold. We got blessings pourin’ like the river’s mouth, Family, faith, and love—yeah, that’s what it’s about. Oh, it’s Christmas in the South, no doubt. Bridge No matter where we roam, there’s a place that calls us home— Where the candles glow soft in the window’s light. And when December rolls around, you know we all come gather ’round, ’Cause the South shines brightest on a Christmas night. Outro So raise a cheer and gather ’round, Let the carols shake that old hometown. Snow or no snow, we feel it anyhow— ’Cause it’s Christmas, Christmas in the South.
